Cant sleep at night,
Being her silent obsessor.
Talking to her fills me with fright,
And longing to undress her.
The sound of her voice,
So sweet and innocent,
But When she made that tragic choice,
I felt i was worth less than a cent.
So anxious and nervous,
Trying to contact her boyfriend.
I was providing her a service,
And even for a split second it made it seem like it wasn’t the end...
Written about the same person who inspired 'Dancing In The Ashes'
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